Flint walked slowly into the Gathering Place. Last time he was here, he almost got killed. He looked around, and seeing they were the first clan to arrive, jumped up the tree where all the leaders sit. There were charred marks dotting the bark, and all the leaves were burned crisp. Flint twitched uncomfortably, waiting for the other clans.

_________________If 'Pro' is the opposite of 'Con', what is the opposite of 'progress'?

Mud stared around the Gathering place with wide eyes,flinching as he looked down at his scorched leg. He'd been told he would hardly ever be able to use it anymore,as it had been broken and charred beyond repair. He was lucky that he could still train to be a Gamma of WolfClan. Autumn sat beside him,her fur fluffed out against the rain. "Geez,you'd think we'd have to cancel the Gathering because of the rain! We can't see the moon anymore."she complained,twitching her ear as a raindrop splashed on it.

(I wanna post but my wolfclan wolf is not at the gathering and riverclan ain't here yet. Come on Shadowstar!! Oh wait I has an Idea!)

Lynx in the shadows. Her tail quevered but did not stir a leaf. Her whiskers twitched and her ears were pricked as she watched the wolves gather in groups below. A full moon rode high in cloudy sky and a light shower of rain slowly eased off. Lynx's tail stopped swaying. She had a plan. She bent towards her brother and whispered: "I have a plan." To make sure he would not speak, she put her tail over his mouth.

Edward walked briskly into the camp, but slowed and bowed his head a little as he saw the ruins of the last gathering. It had been prett hectic. He felt Pendragon shiver beside him and sat somewhat near the back. Pen took her place near a boulder.

Shadow slunk through the foilage, leading her cats towards the meeting place. Without a word she signalled with her tail that they should move in, and crept into the clearing. She leapt up onto the tree and sat quietly on the branch she always occupied.

"Probably the usual prey," Dairo said to Autumn as he walked up to her, his usual pant still going. He looked around at the ruined Gathering. He had not been there when the trees collapsed and the fires raged, he was safe at the camp, oblivious. When he heard the news it was a real shock, but he didn't realize it had been this bad.

Spotpaw walked after her leader as she came in. She was wary of the area now. She was ready to sprint off if even the smallest bite of cloud covered the moon. The last time she was at this Gathering, the worst happened, but then Lonepaw was with her. He wasn't at this Gathering, the lucky furball. All she could do now is sit and wait for the Gathering to start, and hope and plead to StarClan that the previous tragedy didn't happen again.

_________________Cody: I have a things to say about Snigger.Me: What?Cody: Her little sig thing. CP definitely sounds like some freakish disease. And if I'm not mistaken an SP is a handheld gaming system.Featherstream: Hey, I like it. Especially the BB one.Ghostkit: He's totally gay.Bengalbelly: How can I be? You're not even allowed to be on this site!Cody: You sound sad about that.Me: GOT 'EM!Bengalbelly: -.-Featherstream: XD

Sparrow looked angrily at Lynx. He was sick of her thinking that he would ruin everything. He pushed her tail away and sat, at stiff as a rock, waitng.

Nightjaw walked calmly into the clearing and saw that only Wolfclan had arrived. This is going to be arkward he thought. It would only take one of them to drive half a clan away. He sat down on his own and hoped that none of the cats would do anything stupid.

Suddenly Nightjaw remembered about the Shadowclan incident. He had forgotten to tell Shadowstar! He bagan to pace about angrily. Why had he forgotten? The large cat and his apprentice had been stealing!

BlackClaw took his place in front of the leaders of the clans. Sitting proudly and upright, he scanned the large group of cats, taking in every attendant and their expressions. His eyes flickered to ShadowStar's and bobbed a nod in greeting.

Shadowclaw padded amid the cats. Weaving into the crowd like fabric. He spotted Nightjaw talking to Blackclaw and padded over to his good friends. Seeing Nightjaws worried face he asked in a hushed voice,"What's wrong?"

Nightstar leaped into the Gathering Place with a yowl that was more like a roar escaping his small yet newly healed throat. The young tom leaped from branch to branch feeling the ashen limbs groan under his weight. He sat down on a low branch, eying the wolves below with a sort of condescending attitude.

"Seems like that DarkClan is here," Dairo said nonchalantly, looking up at the leader who eyed him along with his clanmates. He looked away from him and scanned around the area.

Spotpaw glared up at Nightstar. He was here again! Even what had happened before he still made his way over here. Did he want this place go up in flames again! He was angering StarClan, the mangy piece of fox-dung.

Bengalbelly grumbled as he trudged into the Gathering place. His narrowed eyes looked coldly at all those in the area. Why did he have to be here? Here with all these idiotic cats. What was he even there for!? To hear that the prey is "running well" in all the clans when we all know it isn't? Couldn't the leaders discuss it by themselves?

_________________Cody: I have a things to say about Snigger.Me: What?Cody: Her little sig thing. CP definitely sounds like some freakish disease. And if I'm not mistaken an SP is a handheld gaming system.Featherstream: Hey, I like it. Especially the BB one.Ghostkit: He's totally gay.Bengalbelly: How can I be? You're not even allowed to be on this site!Cody: You sound sad about that.Me: GOT 'EM!Bengalbelly: -.-Featherstream: XD

Tigerpelt followed his leader, flicking his tail and slightly glaring at the cats and wolves he past. He took his place beneath the tree, head held high. Nightstar better tell them about what happened with those filthy crow-food eating Shadowclan Warriors...

Spiderfang padded after the deputy,her tail held high. The newly healed scar across her right eye had healed,and she was relieved to find that she wasn't half-blind. She was sure that all WindClan cats that would be here would glare at them and point,but she didn't care. They had almost destroyed that Clan. Why should she care?

Autumn looked at the DarkClan cats,eyes puzzled. Geez,they seemed angry this moon. She hoped they wouldn't start a fight.